Fall

Wrote this in high school.

Falling, falling out of my reach
I grasp as it slips through my fingers
I catch it, gripping it in my hands; I cling to it like a leech
As it again falls from my grip, I watched it as it falls
Desperately I try to piece it back together
Leaving everything behind, I try not to look back
I see into a mirror and instantly I begin to hate her
She stares back at me, she challenges me
She teases me and I throw the mirror to the floor
It breaks into tiny pieces, as she still stares back
I just cannot take it anymore
The tiny pieces I cannot fix
It is out of my reach, it has gone too far
No one can fix it now; I will not have to see her again
In everyone’s memory she fades like a dying star